Lin Yi did not go back to the Mu family's manor, but followed a small road, went around to Qifengpo in front, and walked straight out of the town.

In the past half a month in the Mu family, Lin Yi has always been thinking about the way forward. It wasn't unthinkable to stay in the Mu family to cultivate, but he was unwilling to be controlled by others, let alone change his name and surname.

When Mu Qingcian said the conditions for joining the Mu family, Lin Yi had already decided to leave Qifengpo. The territory of Great Xia is countless times that of Great Shang, and there are so many immortal sects that exist, there will always be their own place to go. Therefore, after leaving the Mu family, he felt relaxed.

It's been two years, and I'm alone again, just like the loneliness when I left the Immortal Peak, but I have the freedom of the sea and the sky.

Lin Yi flicked his sleeves and walked out of the valley of Qifengpo with easy steps. After a long distance, he still walked unhurriedly in the mountains and forests, like an idle cloud and wild crane playing in the mountains.

It's just that after walking more than ten miles away, Lin Yi stopped, and a smile appeared on his face. Looking at a mountain range beside him, a little under his feet, his body was like a crane, and he jumped to a cliff dozens of feet high.

Finding a foothold, Lin Yi sat down cross-legged and showed a contemplative expression.

When he left Qifengpo, his divine consciousness had been following Lin Yi. This must be the elders of the Mu family secretly watching, and it seems that they are still not at ease with him.

For everything behind him, Lin Yi pretended not to know, and put on a posture of touring the mountains and rivers, leisurely and happy, full of the appearance of a country boy with no ambitions. If you do this, you are still afraid that you will be careless and cause trouble. Therefore, he did not dare to sacrifice the blue cloud yarn and escape. It wasn't until after walking more than 20 miles that the following consciousness disappeared, and it was only then that I truly put my mind at ease.

Lin Yi's divine sense was comparable to that of a foundation building monk, which the elders of the Mu family did not expect.

took out a jade slip, it was the map from Pan Wenxuan, which was much more detailed than the map of the Great Xia Territory that Lin Yi had originally obtained. Five thousand miles to the northeast is the Chixia Ridge of Wanjia, and six thousand miles to the north is the Jade * Peak of the Yan family. In the mountains of Luoxia, the Mu family, the Yan family and the Wan family stand on their feet. And from Wanjia to the northeast four or five thousand miles, it is the entrance to Guiling Valley.

Guiling Valley stretches for tens of thousands of miles, traversing the two counties of Lanling and Chuqi in Great Xia. There are countless strange peaks and spiritual mountains in the valley, and it is the place of Taoism of some large and small immortal gates. The Yin Yuan Sect that Pan Wenxuan was going to, and the Zhengyang Sect that the Mu family was attached to, were all in the Spirit Valley.

Putting down the jade slip in his hand, Lin Yi pondered for a while, thinking about where he was going. After pondering the various immortal gates of Great Xia one by one in his heart, with the idea of people going to a high place, his heart was still full of yearning for the high Xuantian Gate.

However, the word Xuantian in Xuantianmen is consistent with the name of his "Xuantian Heart Method", which will make people feel some inexplicable unease!

I can't climb high!, so Lin Yi still dispelled his unrealistic thoughts. This Xuantian Gate rarely opens the mountain gate to accept disciples, and most of the disciples in the door are recommended by various immortal sects and families in Great Xia.

Of the remaining immortal gates, only the Zhengyang Sect is the closest. Unless you go back and change your name and surname to join the Mu family, you will be recommended by the family. Otherwise, we will have to wait for the day when the Zhengyang Sect will open its doors and accept disciples. What day was it? Lin Yi didn't know, and he hadn't heard anyone mention it. After thinking about it, he shook his head with some regret, this Zhengyang Sect has not enough fate with him!

Didn't Pan Wenxuan mention that he wanted to go to the Yin Yuan Sect? As long as he was a monk, he could join the Little Immortal Sect, and this was the final place for him to come to Great Xia? In fact, there was nothing to think about, just looking for a place to settle down at the moment, so that he could bury his head in cultivation with peace of mind. For the rest, it's useless to think too much.

On the top of the mountain, Lin Yi sat on his cheeks, motionless like a stone monkey. The sun above him was already slightly wester, and he patted his ass and stood up. After thinking about it, he sacrificed the blue cloud yarn and jumped on the green clouds.

Don't dare to be too ostentatious, as long as there is a road ahead, Lin Yi will come down and walk. It is still a month and a half before Pan Wenxuan said that the day when the Yin Yuan Sect opened the mountain gate will come, so there is no need to rush away.

In the evening, Lin Yi used a flying sword to carve out a cave to accommodate himself, and after sitting quietly and pranayama for a night, he set off unhurriedly on the second day. And so it stopped, and seven days passed.

In the early morning of this day, the dawn first appeared, and the flowers and plants on the roadside were still hanging with crystal morning dew.

The heat of summer, after a night of silence, seems to have not woken up yet. On the mountain trails, the mountain breeze is cool, and it is the coolest time of the day.

Lin Yi walked out of the cave where he was meditating early and walked on the mountain trail with a very comfortable look. Although he is not afraid of cold and heat, this mountain atmosphere has its own vigorous and agile opportunity, which makes people feel like they are one with heaven and earth. As he walked, he pinched a wildflower and put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it. The faint fragrance lingers on the fingertips, and it is also full of fun for a while.

I went to Guiling Valley, and I also walked nearly half of the distance, and the scenery in the mountains was pleasant, so Lin Yi was also happy and at ease when he walked down all the way to the mountains and rivers.

After passing a hillside, a mountain road appeared in front of him, Lin Yi stopped and looked left and right, raised his eyebrows, and walked north along the mountain road. Sure enough, four or five miles away, a fork in the road appeared in front of me, and there were two thatched huts and a straw shed on one side of the intersection, which should be a small mountain shop.

Under the grass shed of the small shop, an old woman is cooking on a fire, and an old man is helping on the side. The old couple didn't care about Lin Yi approaching, but the only diner at the only two wooden tables was smiling.

Looking at this diner with extraordinary bearing, Lin Yi didn't have too much surprise, he also smiled, hugged his fists and said, "Bai Daoyou is early!"

Having seen this Bai San man in his divine consciousness early, Lin Yi really couldn't figure out why this old man appeared here. Just by the way, he didn't have to deliberately avoid anything, and walked over with questions in his heart.

Bai Sanren seemed to have expected it, and there was not much surprise, just like an old friend reunited, sending his signature smile, like a spring breeze.

Seeing that Lin Yi had no intention of stopping, Bai Sanren got up and said with a smile: "You and I rarely meet, why should Daoist friends rush to leave? You might as well sit down and drink a cup of tea, rest for a while, and then it's not too late to leave!"

Lin Yiyi wanted to return the kindness of the absolute party, but when the divine sense carefully swept over the other party, his heart 'chuckled', this Bai Sanren is actually a seventh-level Qi cultivation now!?

Stunned, the footsteps that wanted to move forward also stopped, and Lin Yi pretended to be calm and said, "That's fine, I'm bothering!"

I saw each other three times, and each other's cultivation also changed three times. When he met Bai Sanren in front of the Mu family, Lin Yi was shocked by the change in his cultivation, and now it is like this. No matter how dull a person is, he should also figure it out, this is the other party's concealment of his own cultivation.

Why did this old man conceal his cultivation, and how high was his cultivation? Was this encounter in the mountains purely accidental, or was it intentional on the part of the other party?

Lin Yi's heart was up and down, uneasy, but the expression on his face remained unchanged, as if he didn't see the abnormality in the other party.

"Hehe! Sit down, the shopkeeper will bring you a bowl of herbal tea!" Bai Sanren smiled casually.

Lin Yi sat opposite Bai Sanren, holding a tea bowl in his hand, and looked around casually. Feeling the other party's gaze, he grinned at him, and didn't know what to say, so he covered his face with a tea bowl.